That streak of black light burned with pitch-black flames, its speed reaching a terrifying level. Neither Gu Yuan nor Zhu Kun could catch up to him anymore.
"Just you wait! When the Sacred Ancestor descends upon this world, I'll use your flesh and blood to rebuild my body!"
A shrill voice rang out from the black streak, which tore straight through the spatial turbulence and fled into the distance.
Watching the direction in which Demonic Dragon True Saint had escaped, Zhu Kun and Gu Yuan wore exceedingly grim expressions, but there was nothing they could do.
Demonic Dragon True Saint had used a special secret art of the Extraterrestrial Evil Race, harnessing the force of his body's self-detonation and burning his soul to push his speed to its absolute limit.
Neither of them possessed such a move. Even if they had the strength to perform it, the price it demanded was far too great.
After all, it required both detonating one's body and burning one's soul. Once such a secret art was unleashed, even someone who had once possessed overwhelming strength would be left utterly weakened.
After Dragon Demon True Saint tore through space and escaped, Xiao Yan's figure slowly appeared at the center of the battlefield.
Looking at the pitch-black demonic qi spreading across thousands of miles, Xiao Yan's expression turned somewhat grim.
"He got away?"
"Yes!"
Zhu Kun nodded reluctantly, his expression dark.
"Don't worry. Even if he escaped this time, losing his body and burning part of his soul has left his strength at rock bottom. As he is now, he probably couldn't even defeat an ordinary Dou Sheng."
Gu Yuan offered reassurance from beside them.
Hearing this, Xiao Yan drew a deep breath, then composed himself and nodded gently. "Father-in-law is right. We never expected Dragon